"Canada Where the People Hang"
By: mind email
To: Emily (for being a fellow Supernatural fan fiction writer)
I don't own anything Supernatural. I would be nice but I don't. R&R please.
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The trip to the police office was no-talk mostly because Sam was looking up the case on his laptop trying to find anything that would help them out. Dean had AC/DC blasting through out the car earning him some looks from the locals.
"Dean turn down your music, now we're getting strange looks from the people here." Sam said reaching for the volume knob to only have his hand slap away.
"Dude hands off" Dean said his eyes never leaving the road.
"Whatever people are giving us strange looks ok, so turn it down." Sam said and gave Dean a look that said we-don't-need-people-staring-at-us-now-turn-it-off, I wasn't exactly what his look said but Dean got the point. So he, even though he didn't want to, he turn off AC/DC.
About ten minutes later they got to the police office. The office it self wasn't big at all more like a small library. They could see from the front desk were the holding sales door was, and almost every thing else in the place, it was really small.
"How may I help you two boys?" a middle age woman ask when they step up to the front desk. She had long curly brown hair with a bit of gray in it; she had small glasses on her small frame face. And to add to that her dress was pink with lots of watermelons all over it. It was nice Sam guess but he was a little to colorful for him.
"Why yes you can." Dean said giving her his famous smile, she in turn blush. "My name is Dean and this is my partner Sam we work for the U.S post. We were passing through when we heard about the murders, so we wanted to writ an article on it, could you help us out?"
"I don't know if I can dear, we aren't aloud to give out information out to people, even the new paper, eh." She said.
"Well…" Dean looked at her plate name. "Jamie what do you know, or believe is going on?"
"Oh dear from what I know isn't every much."
"Anything could help." Sam said to her. Jamie gave Sam a look; it wasn't a mean look but a look as if she wasn't sure of him yet.
"Well what I do know all the people have been found on the Mercer's lot, and they all have been hanged three days in between each other. They just found a young woman this morning, poor dear. But besides that dears I don't know too much oh but look now here comes the boss you two better get going, eh. Bye now." She was right a large police officer was walking towards them he looks like he was in no mood for anything. Sam and Dean both gave their thanks and left the building.
"Well that was helpful." Dean huffed.
"It was now I know where and what to look up." Sam said pulling his laptop out of the front set if the car he sat down with his lags outside of the car. Turning the laptop on he stared to look for what they needed. Dean walked around the car so he was standing next to his brother.
"So the Mercer lot, our next target?" Dean asks.
"Ya but I would like to go to the library to look at their files, for around here, first ok?" Same said putting his laptop away.
"Ya that could help hopefully there will be a hot librarian their." Dean smirk to himself
"Dean!"
"What?"
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The brothers went to the library, which wasn't much help at all seeing how they didn't hold any records of the town; it was all at town hall. And because all the records were at town hall the boys couldn't get to them.
"Damn this sucks big time." Dean said kicking the dirt with his foot.
"Looks like we have to work this case, from the news paper and the internet."
Sam stopped in med set and thought for a minute maybe the news papers could help them after all.
"We are reporters right? And what do reporters do we got to the news paper office to see if we can help or get info." Sam said to Dean.
Dean looked at him for a minute then smiled. "You know Sammy that just could work, you never could really trust the news paper before but they could come in handy this time."
"It's Sam, you jerk."
"Whatever bitch, lets go."
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They headed back to Greenwood and along the way they got their cover story straiten out and Sam got some info off the internet. Along the way Sam's head stared to hurt a lot, he pinches the barge of his noise hoping to subside it.
"Sammy you ok." Dean asked.
"It's Sam and ya just a little headache." Sam said closing his eyes.
Dean reach in the back set of his beloved car and got Sam a warm bottle of water. "Here" he says "drink this, it's warm but hey it's water."
"Thanks man."
"Hey lets stop for lunch am hungry" dean said as the come close to a little restraint.
"Dude you are always hungry."
"Shut it Sammy boy."
"It's Sam you moron."
They pulled over in the parking lot of the restraint. The place was called mamas and papa's a family restraint. The place smelt so good when they walked in.
"Just the two of you?" the waitress asked, she had bold hair that was tied up in a ponytail with baby blue eyes she could be more than eighteen years old.
"Just the two of us, thanks." Dean said flashing her, his flirting smile; this made the girl giggle and Sam want to lose his appetite. She walked them walked them over to their table.
"Here you boys go your waiter will be with you soon." She said handing them the menus.
"Not you?" dean said a lost pouting.
"No my shift is done, sorry hun." She said and patted Dean Cheek. "Besides my boyfriend is waiting for me." And hurry off.
Sam was trying not to laugh at Dean because he knew it would be mean. But seeing Dean pout, because he didn't get to frit was funny.
"What?" Dean asked.
"Nothing." Sam said avoiding his brothers' eyes and looked at his menu.
"So what do we know so far about the mercer's lot?" Dean asked after a minute or two.
"Well we know…" Sam was cut off by their waiter coming over.
"Hi, my name is Jonny." The boy said. "What can I get you two today?" The boy couldn't more than 20 years old Dean thought, he has dirty blond hair, and his eyes were brown with a little blue for a second Dean found himself staring at to guy. Jonny smiled at Dean, and winked at him too.
Sam saw this and all most burst out laughing. Dean looked like he was going into shock then dean blush and hid his face in his hands. Saying something about wanting a burger and fries, with a root beer.
"And you?" Jonny ask.
"A salad, water and orange juices please."
"Sir you want water too?" he ask turning back to Dean.
Dean looked at the boy his face still red. "Aaaa ya sure thanks their Jonny." Dean said as he rubbed the back of his neck and offered a weak smile. Jonny winked at Dean again and as he past Dean he let is hand slid over Dean's toned arm. At this Deans face went from sock to horrify. Sam bust out laughing, he laughed so hard his sides hurt and he was crying it was too funny to see Dean like this.
Dean looked at Sam. "Shut the hell up." He hissed
"Oh come on dean look maybe you can get a date." Sam's voice was muffled from the hand over his mouth trying so hard not to laugh in till it hurt.
"Whatever, so what do you know about the Mercer's, you said we have something?" Dean asks looking around the place, it was nice place he supposed, and some of the locals were looking at Sam. Dean turns to face Sam, who was red like a tomato and had a hand over his mouth; his body was shaking so badly from trying not to laugh. Dean huffed.
"Fined laugh you're going to hurt yourself you know." Dean said.
At this Sam bust out laughing so hard that he was crying, Dean sighed he knew Sam would never let this down.
"Is he ok?" Jonny was back with their drinks, he set the drinks on the table. "How long are you two here?"
"Ummmm we are reporters looking to writ an article on the murders here." Dean said, and then he got an idea. "You would know anything about them would you?"
"Well I do know some stuff I don't know if I'll help but my sister was the first victim." He said, sadness past over Jonny's face. "You can see me after my shift it ends at 8pm ok?"
"I am sorry." Dean said. "Sure that would help."
"Ok I'll be right back with your lunch, but are you sure he is ok?" Jonny asked pointing to Sam who was now slowly claming down.
"Ya he's fine just stupid."
After Jonny came back with their lunches Sam a fully clam down and was ready to get down to work.
"So Mr. laugh-at-me what do we have?"
"It's Sam and from what I got I look like this is our kind of thing, Ralph Mercer was the founder of the land over 100 years ago around 1906. He had a wife and five kids, one set of twins. He built a mansion on top of the hill of his land. He was a farmer and was he riches man around because of his crops. Would 15 years after he got the land, he started to go crazy say that their were voices all around and because of his family using his money he could become the riches man ever so after a year of his say he could hear voices he killed all his family by hanging them on trees. When the police got him he said a 'thing' that looked just like him killed them. In I quote "it was the thing of the land that did it;" he ranted on and hangs himself in the jail sale three weeks later." Sam said and turned off his laptop.
"Well it looks like we know who is doing all the killing but why and what connections it has to the victims, if there is any." Dean said taking a big bit of his burger. "How's you head you barely eaten any of your rabbit food, you must be hungry."
"My head is ok now, I think I was just because I didn't have a lot of water to drink, and am fine am not that hungry anyways." In truth Sam was really hungry but the pictures of his vision flash through his head making him lose his appetite. Nothing anymore made him feel full anymore, but Jessica's cooking always made him feel full he miss that.
"Hey earth to Sam you their?" Dean waves a hand in front of his face.
"Oh ya sorry I was thinking." Sam said drinking his orange juices. "Lets go we should head to the news paper offices and see if they could help."
"Ok sure, oh and hey we are meeting Jonny here at eight to talk to him, ok?" Dean said.
"Sam raised an eyebrow to him but said nothing, but grinned. "Ok sure lover boy I'll be in the car."
Dean huffed at him. Dean watched Sam head out of the place; Sam seemed a little hunched over with his head down. He also looked like he lost some weight 'I know you're lying to me Sammy, you got to eat sometime your killing your self, am I won't let you do that.' Dean thought.Truth to be told Dean was scared for his little brother; he didn't like seeing Sam like this. Dean paid the bill and said buy to Jonny. Dean was going to get his brother to talk if he liked it or not.
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Outside Sam's head really started to hurt it was so pain full. His visions was starting to bluer and darken on him. He barely made it to the car before he collapsed on the grown and let out a cry of pain when his head collided with the hard ground. 'Dean please hurry I don't want to be suck in the nightmare, please.' Sam bagged even though his own voice would work. Soon Sam and his thoughts where lost in the vision as it consumed him to darkness.
A/N: Do you guys want me to keep going eh or not want me to stop tell me what you think.